She did pretty well there in the beginning, pretending that she was into it. She even bought me a bunch of Transformers & stuff But now, Things have changed, when I want her to leave the room, I get a toy out or start talking about them. Bye When I want the livingroom big tv, I throw in some G1. Bye When we're out shopping and she hesitantly follows me to the toy aisle (she used to beat me), and I start checking out the figs, all Ihear now is "my belly hurts, my feet are sore, wah wah" , then I say omg they have ??? in stock finally! oh, bye I have a feeling it'll eventually come down to me having to choose. My plastic crack addiction, or spending more quality time with her. I will miss her.